Ella walked into the banquet room at the hotel. The Lee High School student council along with the prom committee worked long and hard to put together an elegant, magical looking ball room. Iridescent fabric shimmered and lights twinkled, but Ella looked around nervously. Then, she saw a familiar face smiling at her. Dressed in a three piece grey suit with a black shirt and purple tie, Mr. Jackson looked dashing. Ella was turned on just looking at her Science teacher and sponsor. She smiled for a photographer, then distracted herself with the duties of Student Council President. She wasn’t sure she had any official duties, but made some up so she wouldn’t cream herself looking at the hot science teacher.
Eric Jackson was looking forward to chaperoning prom for once. He had even put on cologne and picked a suit that would compliment the object of his desire. It was corny, and he was questioning his decision to wear a suit instead of a tux when Ella walked in. She wore a silk gunmetal grey gown that was draped over one shoulder. Eric thought she looked like a goddess, and definitely older than 18. He watched her walk, and noticed her back was bare to her waist except for the fabric that hung over the one covered shoulder. He looked longingly at her bare skin, wondering what she wore underneath the silky gown.
Chaperoning consisted mainly of making sure kids didn’t get into fights or make out on the dance floor. There was a rule that kids couldn’t re-enter once they left, but once they left the hotel Eric figured they were out of his jurisdiction. He watched attentively as Ella danced with Josh, Dane, and Coby, the other students who made up the science bowl team. They danced in a group, and Eric thought it was sweet Ella would dance with the “geek squad,” as they called themselves. Having been somewhat of a geek himself, he liked the thought of other guys getting jealous of the smartest guys in the school having such a hottie dance with them. He watched as a girl and guy snuck out. He sighed, knowing that a big group of students made a pact to get laid tonight. He also knew some parents had even gotten their kids a hotel room – “so they wouldn’t have to drive so late.”
He felt wrong judging the students. Eric had a room of his own, and daydreamed about who he would spend the night with. Ella laughed at one of the boys. Some volleyball girls came over and the group talked and laughed. Then April, a Junior, grabbed Dane’s hand and took her to the dance floor. Others followed suit, and there was a group of kids dancing with the “geeks” that included some very cute girls. Eric shook his head and went to get a beverage. To his surprise, Ella met him there. “What’ll it be Ella Fitzgerald? I’m buying!” He said, chuckling at his own joke. Tea, water, punch and lemonade were the only options.
“Has anyone ever told you you’re a goofball?” Ella purred, taking a lemonade.
“No, but I’ve been told I make a mean Arnold Palmer,” he grinned, mixing lemonade and tea. She made a face. “You look amazing,” he whispered after he made sure no one was in earshot.
“Thank you.” She took a sip and, keeping the glass in front of her lips said, “I can’t wait until you’re out of that suit; I think I need a lesson tonight.” She batted her eyelashes at her teacher and he nearly spilled his drink.
“A lesson,” he repeated.
She nodded, looking at him with her gorgeous blue eyes and walked away. He watched, wondering how he got so lucky. He thought about the Sex Ed book she had found and how Ella had asked him to teach her. How she wasn’t sure if she wanted to lose her virginity on Prom night. “Holy shit,” he breathed. Was she going to lose her virginity tonight? With him? He adjusted his stance and willed his cock to behave, but remained behind the beverage stand.
As the event wound down Eric noticed how Ella stayed very busy, not sitting down once since Prom Queen and King were crowned. “It seemed like Prom was a hit,” he said to the group taking down twinkling lights on the stage. They smiled and stuffed fabric and lights into bins. He knew Ella’s parents actually were letting Ella stay in the hotel with a friend, the hotel allowing the group to take down decorations in the morning. He found her gathering centerpieces and putting them on one table. “I think this can wait til tomorrow,” he said quietly. She was shaking and he took her hand. “What’s wrong?” She shrugged. “Do you want to go somewhere?” She nodded. “Coffee?” Ella practically ran back into the building. They walked to the corner where there was an all-night diner.
The coffee arrived and the waitress said, “Y’all must’ve been chaperones at that prom. Aren’t you glad that’s over!” she laughed as she walked away. Eric raised his eyebrows and Ella giggled and visibly relaxed. They sipped their coffee for a while, Mr. Jackson grimacing.
“I don’t want to disappoint you,” Ella began…
“But this is really bad coffee,” Eric interrupted. Ella laughed in spite of herself.
‘I’m being serious.” He nodded. “I’m not ready.” Eric breathed a sigh of relief and Ella gave him a stern look.
“I want you to be happy, that’s the most important thing to me. When you are ready and if you think I’m the one then I’m ready, too. Until then I’ll keep buying you really crappy coffee to woo you,” he said as he wiggled his eyebrows.
“God you’re goofy,” Ella laughed. “And hot.”
They went back into the hotel. Watching for people who knew them and being covert was turning Eric on, and by the time they got to his room his cock was rock hard. They kissed heatedly once Eric shut the door. He held her waist as he tasted her kisses, and she put her arms on his shoulders. “I wanted to dance with you,” he breathed. “But I thought 1. I don’t know how and 2. I’d cum in my pants if I touched you.”
“Well, it’s easy. You just, move together,” Ella said, swaying side to side. “But if you had an orgasm on the dance floor I’m not sure how we would’ve explained it.” He held her as they danced to imaginary music. They began kissing again and Ella began to move toward the bed, pushing Eric back gently so he sat down. He watched as she undid a clasp at her shoulder, the silky fabric of her formal gown falling to the floor. She wore black panties with black garters and stockings, and no bra. No one had ever undressed like that for him. Eric felt like he stared for an eternity, holding his breath until she moved again. She came toward him, removing his tie, then shirt as he kissed her stomach and breasts. He felt her heat and wetness through her panties and groaned. She knelt in front of him, looking up at him as he took his shirt off. She began working on his belt and zipper. He wanted to stand and rip his pants off, but watched her instead, growing harder under her touch. She giggled as she pulled his pants and boxers down in one move, his cock bouncing and hitting her in the face once freed. He wanted to say something about giggling, but she looked at it with such awe, he couldn’t speak.
His cock was bigger than their last encounter, when the coolness had hindered him somewhat. At 8 inches, Eric knew he was above average in length, but thought he was average in width. She touched him along the shaft and head, stroking as she looked directly at his rod. He moaned, and huskily said, “let’s get on the bed.” She stood, her shoes and stockings still on, and sat next to him. He gently pushed her to lie back, her legs still off of the bed. He stood between her legs, looking down at her. Her eyes were wide, in part with lust, in part with fear. He lifted each leg up to his shoulder and kissed her leg as he unfastened one garter. He then trailed kissed up her leg to her inner thighs and across the crotch of her panties where he inhaled deeply, then licked the already wet fabric. Ella shuttered, squeezing her thighs and moaning. He moved to the other thigh, where he licked and kissed down to the clips of the other garter. He unfastened these and kept moving to her feet. Bending forward, he pulled her panties off, leaving the black stockings and shoes on. She moaned and lifted her hips, and he had to physically move away from her to keep from ramming his cock into her inviting wet cunt.
He moved to the side of her, where he joined her on the bed. He used a hand to part her wet labia, and began searching for her hot little button. He found it just as she gripped his cock. She played with his precum then licked her fingers as he watched. “Fuhhh” he moaned, and she giggled. She loved the power she had touching him. She wanted to make him cum. But Eric had other plans. He moved down her body, kissing her breasts and flat stomach. He inhaled her scent, musky and sweet. Placing his hands under her ass, he used his thumbs to spread her slender thighs and leaned forward, licking her folds. She gasped. She struggled for a second before melting. Eric began sucking her clit, using his tongue to flick it as he suckled. His sweet little student began moaning, and when he slipped his tongue into her wet hole she screamed an obscenity. He spent time alternating between her red swollen clit and dripping pussy. He would suck her clitorus until she shook or moaned, then drag his tongue firmly down her slit. Once at her hot opening he would dart his tongue inside at times, flicking into the hole. Other times he would thrust his tongue into her, and she rewarded him by gushing her sweet nectar onto him. “Fuck, fuck, Yes, Please, Yes!” she screamed as she began shaking. He thrust 2 fingers in and out of her pretty fuck box as he sucked her clit to bring her over the edge, and she squirted twice, once in his mouth. He savored her flavor like it was an exotic fruit he’d never try again. She sat up and kissed him passionately, licking and sucking her juiced from his face. His little sex kitten cleaned him up as he rolled to his back.
“That book turned you into a sex fiend,” he teased as she straddled his waist, his cock snuggly tucked between her pussy and his body.
“You turned me into a little slut,” she pouted as she kissed his neck. “I’m your little sex slut now, Mr. Jackson,” she purred as she kissed down his body. His cock jerked and he almost came right then. “Now,” she breathed on his cock, talking with her mouth directly over it, “What’s the lesson for today, Mr. Jackson?” She didn’t wait for an answer, and Eric didn’t think he could answer if he tried. The smoking hot 18 year old brunette surrounded the head of his cock with her lips and began working her way down. He watched as she got his cock halfway down her throat before retreating and licking the shaft to the tip. She circled the head of his penis with her tongue, then moved down the shaft again, this time with more suction. She got as far as she could and retreated, using the same suction and making a loud pop as Eric’s cock was freed. She continued working his cock with her mouth until she made it to his base. He felt her switch to breathing through her nose and she relaxed, deep- throating her teacher’s hard rod. She continued taking him all the way in, pausing to breath and suck the length, then sucked alll the way to the top. She circled the head of his cock with her tongue and repeated. She once tried to use her tongue on the underside of his cock when her lips were touching the base of his cock, but ended up gagging and had to stop. She caught her breath while Eric tried hard not to shoot his load.
“Where’d…you…learn that?” he asked, short of breath.
“In a book,” she grinned. She leaned down and took his sac into her mouth, sucking gently as she looked up at him.
“Not. My. Book,” he shuddered.
“No, sir,” she answered, “a library book. I didn’t know that kind of stuff was in there, but I studied hard and couldn’t wait to try those things,” she smiled. “Am I a good student?” Ella asked, and then began licking the tip of his cock as she stroked him.
He didn’t answer, but instead gripped the back of her head and forced her to take him in. She shuddered, and although he was gentle, she loved the feel of him using her. She looked up, her eyes watering, pleading and began backing off of his quickly swelling cock. Using both hands, he held her head and began thrusting his hips up into her, using her mouth. “Take it,” he growled, “take it all. It’s all yours, I’m yours, take it!” he roared as he pumped a load of cum down her throat. She began shaking and he released her, fearful he had gone too far. She continued shaking and he realized she was cumming from being used like a slut.
He held her and kissed her as she came down from her orgasm, tasting his own seed in her mouth. “I can’t believe you did that,” he said, kissing her again and tasting her lips and tongue. “Thank you for being my first,” he said seriously. She smiled and lay back, content. She fell asleep in his arms and he dozed with the thought that she would be completely his.
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